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However, An Wuzhong's scolding was of no use at all. Qin Zixia continued to loudly question him.

His voice was filled with rage, and his tone was laced with it, "Tell me, when and where."

Tears fell down once again, leaving An Wuzhong with no choice.

He sighed and said in a gentle voice, "Ok, I give up on you. Falling Wood Hotel, Room 801 tonight